In the last month, I’ve taken over 300 photos of my neighborhood in Queens and around the New York City, and posted them on Istagram, which is a Twitter-type app on the iPhone for photography. I’ve also greatly enjoyed seeing the photos of other bloggers also using this iPhone app. Instagram is an interesting place to visit, a mixure of professionals and amateurs from around the world, all putting up random photos of their lives in an never-ending stream.
I rarely take photos, even on vacations, but during the last month of photo-taking, I’ve learned some interesting tidbits about myself, the creative act, and YOU, the viewer. Maybe I’ll talk about these insights during my next post. This exercise has been a lot of fun, even a little sexy. Life is interesting, and colorful, so why not capture it in images?
Writing is a different animal. Words frequently fail me when I try to recreate the real world on the blank page. I hide behind the words. But the real world loves the camera. It doesn’t play games. It begs for our attention, like a spoiled movie star in a low cut dress crying, “Take my photo!”
I suggest you take some photos this weekend, throw some filters on top of them, and publish them on your blog. Visual art energizes a different part of the brain.
I don’t know how much longer I will be running around town taking photos, or whether LA will inspire me in the same way, if I end up returning there. I like that there is a little story behind each photograph, even when the subject is the most ordinary. Especially when the subject is the most ordinary. That makes it even more intriguing. It’s an important lesson to remember for writing. The other photos are on Flickr.